Let me tell you about this place. I started studying the Psalms with a friend at the beginning of the year. Well, the invitation was to read and share but I rarely ever stop there. No, I've stopped and studied each one. In this shelter-in-place time, this time is what keeps me focused on Who My God Is.
Bed time seems to be the hardest part of our day. Jonathan has delt with "bad dreams" for quite a while. Little did I know that this is a sign of anxiety. He is doing better now that he is getting help
Before school started I took the kids to have a little fun at Crayola Experience. We were in line to do one of the activities, the girl helping the kids asked Jonathan witch mold he wanted to make "Emoji or a ring?"
Because He is who He is, I am who I am. I build my life on this truth. I abide in Him for without Him I can do nothing (Jn 15:5).
I have one friend whom I can not be thankful enough for. She has never been where I am but she listens and always has opens arms. She never tries to make feel better but always simply says; "He is walking with you"
I pray, "Lord, I believe!" But where my faith is lacking "help my unbelief".
I've prayed "Father, teach me where this line is" . But maybe there isn't a line at all. All this is in His hands. Yes, there is responsibility on my part but there isn't a line in between. Maybe the responsibility that is on me as a mom is also in His hands.
Stop trying to push your way through this day and rest in your Father's arms. Pour out your heart to Him every pain, every fear, don't hold anything back. Then let Him hold you when it hurts. Rest in Him and let His peace fill your heart. This peace doesn't mean you don't have things to do, things to be concerned about or even that the ache and weight of it all goes away. His peace comes in the middle of it all.
I woke up the next morning and the fear that had gripped my heart the day before was replaced with peace.
The Bible says "do not fear" 365 times.
But today I find myself in a place I know that I am afraid.
It seems like I am reliving a nightmare that I never wanted to be in the first time.
Most recently he has had bad dreams. As he wakes up and comes to me. One night as I walked him back to his bed he asked me "mom, can you pray and ask Jesus to give me good dreams?". "of course I can..." I said
I was reading through the book of John. I love reading the Gospels and about the time Jesus spent here on earth. But, then as I make my way through Palm Sunday comes. This must have been an amazing day to witness but I cringe... I know what is coming. The betrayal of Jesus a … Continue reading He Calls Me By Name
As I lay listening to it last night I realized it was me who had this timeline of when I wanted doors to open.
And I was discouraged because they aren't opening.
He is in the waiting
This is our (my kids and mine) 2nd year going to school. Last year was a good year, it was hard with paperwork, meeting, and diagnosis, but it was good. God took care of each of them, above and beyond I could have hoped or prayed for.
I love our prayer time on Sunday mornings.
Earlier in the year, my friend led us to pray over one another. This was an amazing thing to share.
As I thought of this I didn't remember a time that we did this for her.